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The door of Li Mu's room was closed for three years, and he finally opened it.

It was early in the morning, and the sky was gray, but there was no sunlight in sight. There was a cold air in the air, and it should be winter in the middle of the mortal dust at this time.

When he first entered Xuanxiao Peak four years ago, he found that this mountain gate, which was hidden between the mountains, also had some kind of change of seasons in the outside world, and such an immortal method had amazed him. Nowadays, it seems that everything is just ordinary.

He squinted his eyes and looked outside, a blur of light and shadow in front of him. In his eyes, there were at least three different spirit runes that were continuously releasing Yuan Li outward, trapping his hut in it and isolating it from the outside world.

With a little thought, he understood the origin of these spirit runes. With a chuckle, Li Mu raised his right hand. A white light flew out of his right hand, and in turn it touched the three old and broken sealing spirit runes, and gently removed them all.

At the same time, Zheng Yunjie, who was drawing spirit runes in the quiet room, seemed to feel something, and the talisman pen in his hand paused, got up and walked outside.

The light dissipated, and the heavens and the earth were clear.

Li Mu walked out of the house and stood on the stone slab in front of the house to stretch his body. Beside him, the persimmon tree, which was fruitful in the summer, now did not have a single leaf, and it was bare and had a sense of vicissitudes.

Not far away, a door was opened from the inside, and then Zheng Yunjie's figure walked out of it.

He looked at Li Mu who was standing on the stone floor outside the house, and there was a deep joy in his eyes.

Li Mu showed a smile on his face, slowly walked to Zheng Yunjie and stood still, and took the initiative to salute: "I haven't seen you for three years, Senior Brother Zheng has always been good?"

At this time, the aura on Zheng Yunjie's body was sensed very clearly by him, his cultivation had reached the late stage of Huafan, and he was only one step away from entering the peak of Huafan and preparing for the foundation building.

And after three years of not seeing him, although Zheng Yunjie's appearance has not changed, his temperament has become a little more calm and introverted. The attentive Li Mu also found that on the top of his head, there seemed to be a few more gray hairs.

Zheng Yunjie looked Li Mu up and down, shook his head and smiled: "I have always been like this, nothing has changed. However, Senior Brother Li's retreat time this time is really long, it seems that he has gained a lot, and Brother Wei can't see through your cultivation. ”

Li Mu's whole temperament is more than three years ago, and he can't see any change at all. It's just that in the depths of his eyes, there is a little more sorrow in addition to his self-confidence - after three years of retreat, he has raised his cultivation to the peak of transformation at an extremely fast speed, but because of the lack of exercises, he can't go any further.

Now there are still more than six years before the opening of the secret realm of the Tu Luo Sea, which means that in these more than six years, Li Mu will not be able to advance an inch, so he can only stay in the mortal period, wait for the secret realm to open, and find an ethereal opportunity.

Facing Zheng Yunjie's inquiry, Li Mu smiled faintly and replied calmly: "The exercises I practice are quite special, so I have entered the realm quickly, and now I have cultivated to the peak of mortal transformation. ”

Zheng Yunjie was slightly stunned, overjoyed, and asked, "I don't know that Senior Brother Li has mastered several spirit runes, do you have the confidence to participate in the assessment of that second-grade talisman master?"

The patterns embroidered on Zheng Yunjie's white robe were much more complicated than three years ago, which meant that he was already a second-grade talisman master. Although his personality has always been extremely low-key, in his identity, he is willing to surrender himself and talk to Li Mu on an equal footing without any arrogance, but his rune talent is also the most powerful person in this Xuanming sect except for Li Mu.

At the age of just thirty years old, he can achieve a second-grade rune master, and it is entirely possible for Zheng Yunjie to reach the level of Guo Zhuting in the future and become the second third-grade rune master of the Xuanming Sect - as for the fourth-grade rune master, it is not only a matter of rune talent, but also in terms of cultivation, it must also reach the Yuan infant stage.

Li Mu said with a smile: "The first thing I did when I got out of the customs was that I wanted to conduct the assessment of the second-grade talisman master, and I had to trouble Senior Brother Zheng to inform me and ask Senior Uncle Guo to come and preside over the assessment." ”

Zheng Yunjie laughed and said: "I know that with Senior Brother Li's qualifications, a second-grade talisman master will not be a problem, you go to the talisman hall for a while, and I will immediately invite my master." ”

Li Mu nodded and chuckled, and walked towards the Fu Master Hall first. Zheng Yunjie's eyes showed excitement, and he went to the other side of the Fu Master Hall to inform Guo Zhuting.

After three years of retreat, Li Mu met many unfamiliar faces along the way, most of these people were disciples in the early stage of Huafan, and they must have been newly promoted in the past three years.

Li Mu and them didn't know each other, although these disciples didn't know him, but when they saw the white magic robe on his body, and they couldn't feel the aura of cultivation on his body, most of them knew that his cultivation must be higher than their own, and several disciples chose to stop and say hello.

Li Mu also smiled, so he walked all the way into the Fu Shi Palace, and finally someone recognized Li Mu, who had been in retreat for three years, so he was surprised and hurriedly ran to inform the acquaintances.

Li Mu entered the Fu Shi Hall, but the two congenital disciples guarding the door were no longer the two four years ago, after they saw Li Mu, one of them on the right asked, "Dare to ask this senior uncle what is the matter with my Fu Gong Department?"

Li Mu's magic robe embroidered with the seal of the Fu Master was destroyed when he was in Beiquan Mountain, and the clothes he was wearing at this time were ordinary Huafan disciple magic clothes, and the two of them had never seen him before, so they thought that he was not from the Fu Gong Department.

Li Mu smiled faintly, didn't care, and silently took out his Xuanjing Talisman Order from the storage bag.

When the two of them saw this talisman order, their faces changed, and they hurriedly saluted.

Li Mu waved his hand slightly, and walked into the talisman hall by himself.

There was no one, and the tables and chairs in the hall were placed very neatly, just like when he first participated in the talisman assessment more than three years ago.

During the three years of retreat, Li Mu would try to draw a new spirit talisman every day. Relying on the power of his powerful divine sense, he was often a completely unfamiliar spirit rune, no matter how complex its sigil was, he could completely memorize it after watching it several times.

And when he started to paint, his strange talent was revealed-in more than three years, Li Mu had learned more than a thousand kinds of spirit runes, and he could perfectly copy the sigils of each spirit rune after watching it for a certain amount of time.

Moreover, the spirit rune drawn from his hand still has a great chance of becoming a high-rank. In addition to the few spirit runes ranked within 1,000, he spent a lot of time silently memorizing their runes, and those spirit runes ranked outside 1,000 often took him an hour at most from observing to drawing.

Since that trance, except for intentionality, Li Mu has not failed once when drawing spirit runes. For him, the difference between each draw rune is the quality of the rune, whether it is high-level or ordinary.

This is by no means an abnormal situation that any talent can explain, Li Mu knows in his heart that from the matter of Gui'an to his inexplicable dream, and then to the appearance of Yuan Lingzhu, his life seems to have been rewritten by the existence in the underworld.

His talent in the rune path cannot be said to be a talent, but an ability that is close to instinct.

Jin Chong and his argument that he is the "chosen one", although he does not think so, but in fact, deep down, he has already acquiesced to such a statement.

How could a mere scholar have such a divine object as the Yuan Lingzhu, and still be able to avoid the power of the Heavenly Dao, so wantonly peeping into the way of the talisman without interference?

What kind of attention and expectations were cast on him by the ethereal luck and the will in the dark, Li Mu had no idea and couldn't imagine. He has been avoiding thinking too much and just burying his head in penance, because the more he thinks, the more he will find his own insignificance and powerlessness.

Only when he is strong, only when he is strong to a certain extent, can he see clearly what kind of truth is hidden behind all these doubts.

His goal is to practice unremittingly, to cross ten thousand peaks, to travel through the heavens and worlds, to find his enemies, and to find out the truth of everything.

As for what his outcome was, he was far from knowing and didn't care at all. Do your best, just settle the destiny.

To be able to live and to be able to practice is the greatest blessing that God has bestowed upon him, and it will not extinguish his last hope.

In the hall of Li Mu's independent rune array, listening to the footsteps that were gradually getting noisy outside, his heart was in a trance.

All of this is like a dream.

How he wished that he was now lying under his own grape trellis, listening to the noisy chirping of cicadas in summer. The parents are still there, all the relatives are still there, and the hometown is still that familiar appearance.

And now, standing in the hall of the talisman master, waiting for many "immortals" to come to the assessment, is the absurd dream of the scholar after reading the wild history novel.

Only a moment later, he smiled self-deprecatingly, put away the complicated look in his eyes, and looked towards the outside of the Talisman Hall.

Outside the two open doors, more than a dozen people hurriedly came.

Three of the five people at the head were dressed in green robes, and the remaining two were dressed in white, and their clothes were embroidered with intricate talisman marks. These people have different cultivations, but they all look about the same age, and they all look old with gray hair.

Although they were old in appearance, they all walked very quickly, and entered the hall in a fast and orderly manner.

Each of these five people was followed by one or two people, presumably all of them were their apprentices.

After more than ten people entered the talisman hall together, they all saw Li Mu standing in it with his hands in his hands—more than half of them recognized him, but they had all received the news before, and they didn't show much surprise on their faces.

The five talismans were speechless and sat down, waiting for more people to arrive. However, there were a few of their disciples who didn't know Li Mu, and besides, they were relatively young and curious, so they all looked at him cautiously.

Li Mu ignored all of them and closed his eyes to recuperate. (To be continued.) )